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been teaching pple how to sail the last week... realised how i've been sailing for half my life.
do i ever sound like a boring dude? everytime also sailing, sailing, sailing. throughout all these years, i remember having to come back to my grandma's house on a sunday evening after, say, winning a regatta. there was initially enthusiasm, but after a few years they kinda treated it like 'another day'. and my cousin's had to sit through it all.
parents are always talking about expanding horizons, trying out more activities. dad said yesterday that i seem to concentrate all my energies and 'maturity' on sailing.
but, after all this time, it's still very much the same drug i've been addicted to all along.
dawn said she's planning to go aus for university in future. soon i'll have to really put some thought into what i'm going to do with this life of mine. pretty convinced i can't make it through in a sport.
had a look at this poster of dr. ben tan at the ssc. i guess i'd like to achieve things that he has done - pro sailor and sports doctor rolled into one.
To dance between the scirror's blades
without getting cut.